There is a terrain that only the complicated
Desire occupies, the terrain created
By the mixed feelings and the contradictions
Of wanting things in opposite directions
At the same time, the complicated terrain
Is its own country with its own rain
The complicated terrain, I’ve set up camp
The complicated terrain, the signal damp
With mixed feeling, the complicated map
The complicated terrain is where I’ve napped
The map of the complicated want is not
Straight roads and clear directions, it’s the lot
Of switchbacks and the unmarked crossroads and
The places where the map says here be land
Of uncertainty, and I navigate
The complicated terrain as my estate
The complicated terrain, I’ve set up camp
The complicated terrain, the signal damp
With mixed feeling, the complicated map
The complicated terrain is where I’ve napped
The complicated terrain is honest though
The complicated terrain doesn’t show
You what you want to see but what is true
The complicated terrain is the view
That doesn’t simplify or flatten out
The complicated terrain is what I’m about
The complicated terrain, I’ve set up camp
The complicated terrain, the signal damp
With mixed feeling, the complicated map
The complicated terrain is where I’ve napped